Ghosts of the Past

The young wolf was wandering around the pines and she was going to make a temporary home in this area. Lyka started to enjoy the land of Ardent. It seemed welcoming, but she didn't know about the packs since she didn't meet any. She wanted to join one though. As long as they were nice.

The femme enjoyed the spring so far. The air smelled brisk and fresh and herbs and flowers were growing everywhere. Then she picked up a scent other than the fresh air. It was a wolf.

She followed the scent, and it smelled like a pack. Oh no. Was she trespassing? Then she found out it was just one lone wolf who seemed like he was down in the dumps.

"Hey, what happened? Are you alright?" The wolf asked, wondering what was up.